Dragon Bait

5 May 2016

18:33 < Deragon> Why would he :p

18:37 GyroTech shudders as he stands on a cliff outside of Deragon's cave. The unicorn pulls at the shackle that kept him chained there, his predicament exposed to all who might wander by. The unicorn had tried to break his shackles with magic, but being forged in dragon fire, he couldn't even get them hot enough. So he waited dejectedly, hoping that maybe the dragon would get tired of his trap and just let him go. The sun beamed down on his scruffy coat unbarably, only made tolerable by the mountain breeze. ***

18:37 < GyroTech> (If that's an acceptable start~)

18:40 < Deragon> (I think it is acceptable enough! Is Mort already in Deragon's cave, or does he spot a hores and stop by?)

18:40 < GyroTech> (THe latter! Gyro is bait for a trap~)

18:41 < Jaxler> Mort doesn't live in cave)

18:42 < GyroTech> (Gyro is on a Cliffside! Deragon lives in a cave)

18:44 Mort flies through the canyon. Soon enough after long enough to make anyone bored as hell, gyro would suddenly have a shadow cast over him. A long eastern dragon would fly down next to the pony, seeming rather curious as to his predicament. "I spotted you down here. Don't you know it's dangerous being this close to a cave?" He asks, before spotting the shackles. "Uh... Why are you chained up?"

18:54 Deragon lay recessed in the cave, in a position that would only leave his eyes visible to the careful observer as he waited and watched. The entrance to his cave gave little indication to the size of the dragon that lived within, being just big enough for the massive creature to crawl out of. The dargon grinned faintly, thrilled that his trap already had a nibble this soon! With a rumble, Deragon responded in place of GyroTech "He is aware that caves are dangerous" his voice rumbled out, and from the cave entrance emerged the towering figure of a dragon, a toothy grin plastered to his maw. ***

18:57 GyroTech gasps as he feels a shadow cast down upon his form and covers his hooves with his face, eager to hide from whatever it was. As it begins to speak to him likek he was a creature, he slowly peaks out to see a bright red Chinese dragon hovering above his figure. His glance is just in time for him to start to his hooves as he hears Deragon speak behind him in a ferocious voice that rumbles his entire body. He looks up at mort with a frown. "P-please help me...get me away from here." ***

19:02 Mort makes a whimpers noise and backs up a bit from gyro and the larger dragon, before replying back. "Um... W-why do you have the little guy all chained up?" He asks, wondering if her should take off before something bad happens. He had a healthy fear of his own kind.

19:10 Deragon would think that it would be too late to try to leave anyway, just as it was too late for his chained up little pony! Speaking slowly and low, Deragon rumbled back "A small gift, for any deciding to fly past!" The dragon leaned down, bringing his head closer to the pair infront of his cave, his imposing body blocking off the view of the mountain behind him. "I think you should give him a taste," he says, gesturing a scary claw in GyroTech's direction "It would be rude to refuse a gift after all" ***

19:14 GyroTech looks between the smaller dragon and the imposing figure of his captor and gulps, shuddering as he's offered up as a gift to another dragon. The unicorn backs away from both of them to the very edge of his lead. "N-no! There's no need to take a taste...honest...I'm just a dirty little dustbitten pony. No need for any of that..." ***

19:22 Mort frowns. "Oh um..." He eyes over grip for a second. He didn't want to make the big guy angry, and by all means, ponies do taste good, regardless of what gyro had to say. That, and nobody would probably ever know... He starts to walk over to gyro, and sniffs at him a few times. "Heh... Sorry little guy."

19:32 < GyroTech> (Boop Der!)

19:34 Deragon nods approvingly, glad that this passerby didn't need any extra 'persuasion' and shifts his position, laying down in a much less threatening manor, though still towering overhead. Deragon moves a foreleg over next to the captured pony "Here, let me untie him for you~" His tone had shifted from a threatening rumble, to an almost purr, if rocks could purr at least. Pinching the clasp on GyroTech's leg between two claws, he easily shatters the brittle metal and leaves the pony unrestrained for just a split second. The tasty snack didn't have time to move more then a foot before he found his entire back half very carefully pinched between two claws, the force was firm, but with much practice, Deragon knew the point bones shattered. "Eat up~" He said grinning, encouragingly ***

19:38 GyroTech pulls at his chain as the dragon gets ever closer to him, until he can feel his hot breath wafting over his messy, yet sweet and salty smelling coat. "You really dont need to do this...If you're sorry dont eat me." He perks as he suddenly hears those magic words. Untie him? Maybe he'd get a little chance to get free afterall. As soon as the chain breaks he moves just a step before an immense pressure holds his body in place around his sides. THe stallion yelps and looks up at Deragon, cowering in fear. "N-no! No need to eat up...its a trap!" ***

19:43 Mort doesn't even care, and just inches his muzzle closer before licking his tongue across Gyro's face. His eyes lit up for a moment as the noodle dragon let out a small sound of approval, before opening up wide and taking in pony's muzzle. He begins to purr softly around his meal and closes his eyes as he goes into feeding mode. He gives a quick hard gulp, forcing gyro's head into the dragon's almost burning hot throat.

19:51 < Jaxler> (Der?)

19:52 Deragon rumbles approvingly Mort's actions, a claw found it's way to the smaller dragon's back and began gently stroking along the long dragon's body. "Don't swallow too fast" Deragon cautioned "Savior the flavor, take in every struggling motion he gives you~" he rumbled out, watching the feeding closely. There was something about your prey filling a maw and putting up a fight that he wished he could experience more often. Deragon held the rest of GyroTech securely, waiting until Mort had the pony's belly in his mouth before letting go. *** [7:59:11 PM] *** GyroTech wrinkles his nose as he breathes in the hot foul breath of the dragon in front of him who his captor seemed interested in egging on and then turns his head away with a long whine as he feels the drool slickened tongue pull across his muzzle. "H-hey! Stop that!" He calls out fearfully before getting the briefest glance of Mort's pink throat before it latches on to his muzzle. The tongue wiggles beneath his chin as Mort puses forward, slickening him up in warm drool, followed by the throat constricting tightly around his face and pulling it in, eliciting a squeal from the unicorn. He could feel himself slipping deeper intot he dragon's maw from Der's gentle pushes and squrims with his legs, trying to somehow prevent his consumption. ***

20:15 < GyroTech> (Jaxy!)

20:17 Mort opened his eyes for a moment when he felt the petting, before before starting to purr a bit louder and relax. He likes this a lot, and the big dragon being gentle to him was rather nice. He took it nice and slow, swallowing only after licking gyro's neck clean, and then progressing down to his chest, and starting the process of licking all over. Every little struggling motion would get an audible response from mort, letting them both know just how good it felt to him.

20:26 < Jaxler> (Sorry

20:28 Deragon watched the slow process of GyroTech disappearing into Mort's throat, every small motion of the horse, and swallow by the dragon being captured by Deragon's large eyes, causing saliva to threaten to drip from this maw. After the tasty snack's chest was firmly held by the noodle dragon, he rolled Mort over in his claws, positioning him belly side up and moving his gentle stroking to the bulge in his throat. Gently to the smaller dragon, he pressed in, rubbing and squishing the horse into the throat. ***

20:32 GyroTech couldn't seem to break free of the slippery wet tunnel that clinged to his form and surrounded more of him with every slimy gulp of the dragon. Finally he feels his sides no longer pinched, but by that point he was way too deep into mort's greedy gullet to have a hope of breaking out. His forehooves slide across the sharp teeth, scraping his flesh. Suddenly he lets out a muffled cry as he's flipped onto his back, kicking in the air with his hind hooves and thrashing his tail. All he gets in response though is a heavy talon pressing on his form, pushing the wind out of him and forcing him to take gasping breaths in the smelly hot gullet which echos with the purrs of his predator. ***

20:38 Mort starts to whimper as he's moved around without his consent, though he's purr a lot louder and squirm weakly as the bulge his prey was making was stroked. He could hold still at all. It felt so damn good. He was getting all hot and bothered now too, and he wasn't even trying to hide it as he continued to gorge himself on the little pony. By now most of Gyro's tummy was gone, and mort was licking away at the far more private parts of the pony. All the while the dragon's inside were getting hotter and hotter on gyro as he nears the dragon's core. His long neck seemed almost endless though, and would serve to smother the pony in what felt like burning warmth.

20:47 Deragon leans his head down to Mort, his own hot breath rolling over the other dragon and without any words being said, a long and slithery tongue dropped down to meet the scaly body. Slurping over the noodle's smooth scales, it coated Mort in an ample layer of saliva while tasting his exotic flavors. After an all around lick Deragon's tongue focused on the lower half of the long dragon, licking over it repeatedly and sharing his ample warmth to increase the hotness and bortherness. Meanwhile his claws made no effort to stop massaging and stroking along GyroTech's lump, he still had a long way to go till the belly. ***

20:51 GyroTech flails in the hot tube as it gets even hotter around him, causing the stallion to sweat even more in the sweltering humid heat, yet it did nothing to cool him off. He gasps as he feels the tongue rolling over his nethers, shuddering as it trails across his fuzzy sheath and causing him to pop out, exposing its sensitive tip. He hears the squelching and gurgling ahead that warmed him of his approaching destination, though it still sounded rather far off. He can feel the tongue curling up between his cheeks now as his plot enters the hot maw. ***

20:56 Mort gives a few hard gulps as he finishes of the pony's rear, the dragon now using his hands to feel the bulge in his throat ever so slowly move down toward his mid section. He began to moan properly now as he felt the licking, and was starting to grow tense as the huge larger dragon tasted and played with him. He was panting softly, and lost in the sensation of it all as of his body was left coated in warm silva. "T-this is amazing~" he mutters put, before trying to muzzle at Deragon's claw as he feels the larger dragon pamper him. By now the noodle dragon's cock was out and hard as rock. Gyro could feel his head hit a small star, before being squeezed into an even tighter and hotter space that smelled acidic and foul.

21:07 Deragon wrapped his tongue around Mort's lower half and squeezed it with the hot pulsing muscle, pressing down and rubbing against the dragon's firm cock before loosening up and teasingly slithering away. His talons still had the rest of the noodle supported in their gentle grasp, holding the wiggling creature. The talons noticed the little bulge hesitate slightly, and with a effortless nudge, Deragon helped press GyroTech into the hungry and waiting stomach. Giving a very toothy grin down at Mort, which showed of the other other dragon the glistening inside of his mouth "Enjoy the meal~?" he rumbles and lets his tongue snake back out and lick Mort's face, before it licks back long the dargon's body to finish up teasing a hard tiny dragon cock. ***

21:17 GyroTech gives one final futile kick with his hind legs as his hooves are pulled into the sweltering maw before the tongue curling around them and holding them tight. Another gulp and he's sealed away in the tight sweltering tube that clings to his body like a glove, leaving every inch of him soaked in foul spit. As the throat closes up behind him, pressing his bulging form inward he feels himself hit a stop, but only for a second. THen the stallion gags as he's blasted with the foul scent of vomit that irritates his nose. He feels himself glide into the chamber, his fur skimming against the surface of the foul liquid which feels almost burning hot against his flesh. ***

21:20 < Jaxler> (Brb)

21:26 Mort makes a small noise when the claw forces Gyro into his stomach and moans weakly. The pony inside could feel the space squeeze and massage the acid into him as the smaller dragon began to moan out and press into each lick, before getting a worried look on his face when the tongue is taken away. He states up into the larger dragon's maw and whimpers a few times, his eyes locked in on his maw before finally he spoke. "It was good." It was an understatement. He started to squirm again when he was licked once more. "P-please don't stop~ it feels to good."

21:36 Deragon coils his tongue around Mort's lower half once again, giving it another tight squeeze and dragging the dragon back halfway into his steaming hot maw, resting between two sharp teeth and hanging halfway out of his out. Deragon held his talons up to support the rest of the limp noodle, all the while adding to the natural motions of his stomach, helping coat the hopeless Gyro. The other half of Mort held inside of Deragon's mouth was soaked in the intense heat radiating off of all his flesh, his tongue sparred no effort ruining up and down the wiggly and tasty noodle's body, always making sure to take special note of the stiff shaft, just begging for attention. ***

21:42 GyroTech feels his muzzle finally let up from enough pressure to speak, and calls out, "Sompony help me! Spit me up you two dragons! You cant do this!" His horn lights up as he presses further into the sickening sack, feeling his fur slide across the slippery muscles and through the arm fluids that certainly would not be too kind on him soon enough. He can see in the glow, the glistening of stomach and halfway through he sees.... The unicorn lets out a scream of fear. It was horrible, the mangled flesh of some creature that Mort had eaten previously still melting away. And soon he's pressed up into it, feeling the flesh mush into his coat. He doesn't even have to curl in the stomach as it pushes him all the way in, though the squeezing muscles still ensure that he's uncomfortable, especially as mort writhes and forces his body into weird positions. ***

21:48 Mort gets a worried look on his face as he's slurped up, but he doesn't struggle. "W-what are you doing?" He asks before moaning again, the little guy getting all tense as his throbbing me member was licked. He was scared again now, though he oddly enough wasn't fighting back even as he stared down into Deragon's maw.

21:59 Deragon wasn't sure what Mort was concerned about, he told the big dragon not to stop, and the big dragon was going to make sure he never stopped! Without warning the rest of Mort's long noodle body gets slurped in, getting squeezed between to large scalely lips in the process. The inside of Deragon's massive maw as kept illuminated by light slipping between his teeth acting as jail bars, giving Mort a perfectly clear view of the opening of his throat and the darkness deeper down. Tilting his head back and arching his tongue he let the slippery creature slide back till the tapered back side of Mort was tickling against with throat and with a careful gulp, a quarter of the dargon disappeared into the hot tunnel. The flesh inside the large dragon's throat burned hotter and pressed in tightly against a noodle's already bothered nether, teasing him to finish up as he watched himself get pulled in to a one way trip. ***

22:03 Mort squirmed weakly inside the back of the throat, his claws desperately trying desperately to find purchase on the slick tongue as he felt his rear ending enter the throat. After just a few seconds of this though, the little dragon got all tense, before relaxing down on the tongue and panting softly as he came harder than ever before in his life.

22:04 GyroTech pushes out frantically in the hot slippery stomach as he feels it squeezing around his form. He could feel himself tossed and jerked indirectly by Deragon's mighty tongue as he pushed his predator around. THe unicorn squeals some more in the thick sludge that surrounds him, occasionally forced to take a gulp of the nasty fluids as the churning pushes it over his head. The fluids were boiling hot and started to work on melting down the pony before he could even pass out, treating him like any other hunk of meat.

22:13 Deragon feels his tasty Chinese noddle tension up and relax, while Deragon couldn't taste what Mort just released, he rumbled happily and gave a very powerful swallow around the dragon, pulling the rest of his sleek body in with unyielding force. Inside, the powerful throat quickly worked at pulling the dragon down the impossibly long neck, Mort got to experience what he just sent his pony snack through, only facing the other way~ In contrast to Mort's earlier meal, Deragon didn't take his own advice and after what seemed to short of a time, a limp noodle was starting to press into his very empty and already churning with acid stomach. ***

22:17 GyroTech yelps as he feels the powerful fluids tearing their way into his flesh, melting his fur off in clumps everywhere it touched him, and the squeezing of the stomach wasn't much better as the motions pulled away at the loosened fur, exposing more of him to the painful stinging. His throat and tongue burns from the juice that gets into his mouth, and soon his horn flickers out as he loses concentration, casting him into darkness. He grunts as it gets even tighter around him with his predator getting swallowed. At least he got what was coming to him. ***

22:25 Mort squirms around weakly inside the throat, before finally landing in his new home. He fights at the walls of the stomach, wanting out. "P-please don't do this! I don't want o hurt!" He was whimpering over and over now, as he tried to keep himself above the acid.

22:31 < Deragon> (Sorry irl peps pulled me away)

22:31 < Jaxler> (Ye back?

22:37 Deragon rests happily outside the entrance to his cave, laying down as a massive curled up and scaled hill. The dragon could feel his worming noddle friend moving inside his stomach, not that the flesh sack paid much mind to him, all it did was gurgle and agitate it's caustic fluids, splashing them around and coating Mort thoroughly. "Playing with your food is certainly a good way to enjoy it" the deragon quietly rumbled out, giving no doubt to his snacks status, food. The stomach acids Deragon had were much more potent then Mort's own, being used to breaking down larger and fiercer prey, it has no issue with a simple pasta noddle. ***

22:41 GyroTech gags as he takes another rmouthful of the nasty fluid, finding it more and more difficult to breath as the acids rise higher and higher in the paniced dragon's stomach. His body is absolutely on fire as it works on his sorry flesh. He can feel his meat getting more and more exposed and himself getting light headed from blood loss. Finally with one last scream that becomes a gurgle as the fluids rise up over his head, the unicorn is reduced to food, though Mort didn't seem like he'd get much chance to enjoy it. ***

22:44 Mort keeps squirming and trying stay above the acid as he feels it bubble around him, and begin eating away painlessly at his lava proof scales. He knew well enough it'd be painful once his armory was liquified. "Please! I don't want to hurt!" He yells out, still struggling helplessly. He was far to distracted now to even bother caring about the food in his tummy.

22:50 Deragon rumbles slightly, hearing the complaints from his stomach "Too late for that, you didnt' about your food hurting" Dergaon says, not even lifting his head from the ground and he lay there, getting ready to enjoy an after meal nap. Deep inside his body the acids didn't care about Mort's complaints either, they relentlessly worked their way through the hardened scales and to the soft flesh below. The lack of breathable air however did have some piety on the noddle dragon, slowly making him more and more light headed. ***

22:55 Mort starts to yell out in pain even as his body starts to slow down due to the lack of air. His body was starting to give in on him as he used up his air. Soon enough his struggles would turn to squirms and his yells to gasps, until finally he'd go nice and still when he finally gave in.

22:56 < GyroTech> (Maybe you'll have better luck convincing der to leave a pile than I did :P)

22:59 < Deragon> ( :p )

23:00 < Jaxler> (I mean, I'd love it if he did)

23:00 < Jaxler> (Even if it's something like coughing up bones)

23:01 < GyroTech> (THough you and I know whats even better~)

23:02 < Jaxler> I'd rather not take away his unf for my own, but you are right

23:05 < Jaxler> It would be great if he did <_<

23:22 Deragon wakes up several hours later from his nap, the noodle dragon and it's pony meal were both long gone, his strong digestive system have had no issues dealing with either, as they were reduced down to just food for the massive creature. Getting up and slowly stretching, the dragon was alerted by his body to some other tasks he needed to take care of before returning to his cave and with a heavy swoop of his wings, the dragon took off, gliding down to the treeline on the mountain in short order. Landing, and settling down on the rocky mountainside, he spread his hind legs in an unusually wide stance, and the dragon presses out and adds an unusually stinky small hill to this mountain. Anything of Mort or GyroTech were reduced to a near unrecognizable brown pile, only a few sparkling red and purple scales and some matted hair were left as clues to who it used to be. After taking care of his business, the large dragon beat his wings down and took off to return to his cave. ***